"You didn't even get your hair wet?" Clarisse is yelling before he even finishes standing up. "I guess mine wouldn't be wet either if I swam like a grandpa."
Hers is dripping everywhere and curling up at the ends. She rakes a hand through it, which helps not at all, then gives up. It lives like this now.
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Hers is dripping everywhere and curling up at the ends. She rakes a hand through it, which helps not at all, then gives up. It lives like this now.